Chapter 309: The Duke of the State collects debts

Not twenty taels, not two hundred taels, but two hundred thousand taels!

Xiao Fan's mouth was very wide this time. Ji Gang had seen many storms in the court in the past two years and was so scared that he fell to the ground.

This also fully proves that there may be an upper limit to the noble character, but there is no lower limit to the despicable character.

The smiling prince in front of him is a very obvious example.

Ji Gang was struck by lightning, sitting in the flower hall without moving, with only one thought lingering in his mind: Damn! He was cheated! This New Year's Eve dinner is so expensive!

"National...National Duke..." Ji Gang's face turned red: "...Two hundred thousand taels?"

Xiao Fan nodded confidently: "No more or less, no less, 200,000 taels, do you want to read the IOU written to me by Wang Dun? It's clear and clear."

“No…no need.”

IOU? Wang Dun is dead. You can write whatever you want. Anyway, there is no evidence to die. What's the use of that thing?

Ji Gang never hated himself so much as he was at this moment. He was so lucky that he could catch Wang Dun. He didn't get any money, but he caused a huge trouble for himself. This trouble was super big and he couldn't even solve the problem of bankruptcy. 200,000 taels! Ji Gang only entered the officialdom for two years, and he was only more than a year old. Although he had made a lot of money from left to right, it was too far from 200,000 taels...

This is the power of the superiors. Once someone talks, the people below will go bankrupt...

"Mr. Ji just said that Wang Dun had received a lot of bribes. I guess it would be no difficulty to pay me back 200,000 taels, right?" Xiao Fan looked at Ji Gang's face that gradually turned blue with concern.

The sweat beads on Ji Gang's forehead fell down. After hesitating for a while, he felt that he could not be the sucker. It was 200,000 taels. It was a matter of not only that, but no matter how he did, he should have a bottom line. Ji Gang could not bear the bottom line of 200,000 taels of silver, and he could not take it out at all.

"The Duke of the State clearly understands, this matter... is probably really a bit difficult." Ji Gang said reluctantly.

According to the official rules, when Ji Gang said this, Xiao Fan should ask casually, "What are the difficulties?"

But this damn Xiao Fan didn't follow the rules of the cards. Hearing this, he just patted Ji Gang on the shoulder and said with a smile: "It's certain that there are difficulties. What's not difficult now? The Hu family of Annan usurped the throne of the Chen family. The imperial court suppressed or appeased it? The Northern Yuan Tartars attacked the border every year, burned, killed and plundered, how did the imperial border troops conquer the border? The Japanese pirates in the southeast frequently invaded our sea border, killed and robbed goods. How did the imperial court fight? Last year, the rebellion was suppressed, the national treasury was exhausted, but the people were poisoned deeply. Is the tax increase or decrease this year? The Ming silk is famous all over the world, and raw silk is much more profitable than farming. Farmers in Jiangsu and Zhejiang are only willing to raise silkworms and are unwilling to farm. How can the imperial court guide it correctly? In addition, there are the Hukou of the Yellow River, the locust plague in Shanxi, the flood in Jingchu, and the chieftains in Shu rebelled..."

Xiao Fan opened his mouth like the water of the Yangtze River, talking about diplomacy to military affairs, from military affairs to taxes and levies to the rivers...

Ji Gang opened his eyes wide, and as Xiao Fan's mouth kept turning up and down, his eyes became more and more dull...

Bara Bara Halfway through, Xiao Fan suddenly paused, then looked at Ji Gang, and said in a deep tone: "Look, are these things difficult?"

"Difficult!" Ji Gang nodded sincerely.

"It's harder than 200,000 taels of silver?" Xiao Fan pressed step by step.

Although he was unwilling to admit it, Ji Gang had to agree that these bullshit national affairs were indeed much more difficult than 200,000 taels of silver.

Ji Gang sighed and nodded again: "What the Duke of the State said is so much, these are indeed much harder than 200,000 taels of silver..."

Xiao Fan patted his shoulder with relief and smiled. The meaning in his smile was very obvious. Look, I don’t say it’s difficult to deal with so many major national affairs every day. I only have 200,000 taels of silver. You can’t even be able to do such small things well, right?

"There are difficulties that need to be solved, and if there are no difficulties, we must also solve them. My country's Duke is very confident in Lord Ji. It is not a problem to raise 200,000 taels of silver in three days, right?"

Ji Gang felt bitter in his mouth: "…………”

This New Year's Eve dinner is very expensive, and Ji Gang was very painful to eat, as if what he had eaten was not the delicacies, but the piles of shit.

Xiao Fan was so greasy that he was in a good mood. He talked a few times and the economic crisis of the Duke's Mansion was successfully resolved. As for how Ji Gang resolved, that was his business.

At midnight, with the roar of firecrackers, Xiao Mansion ushered in the first day of the second year of Jianwen with joy.

After drinking and eating, the guests and hosts were happy, Xiao Fan personally sent Ji Gang to the front door of the mansion.

"I'll ask Lord Ji for money. It's not too late to do this matter. Lord Ji will be more worried." Xiao Fan smiled politely.

Ji Gang turned around, his lips stammered for a few times, and finally couldn't help it. This matter was too serious and he could not take the blame.

"Dude, please tell you the truth, there is no silver... it's really not! Wang Dun is just a pauper, without any oil and water. It's impossible to get two hundred thousand taels of silver..."

Xiao Fan laughed loudly, half intimate and half angry, pushing Ji Gang out the door: "Hahaha... Lord Ji is joking, hurry up and raise money!"

Bang!

The gate of the Duke's Mansion was closed tightly.

Ji Gang looked at the two closed red-lacquered doors of the Duke's Mansion with a duke's eyes dug in a daze, and sad tears slid across his face...

“…I mean it!!”

Three days have passed.

Xiao Fan has been busy with socializing with the princes and ministers in the capital these days. The New Year gifts sent by his colleagues have made the empty warehouse of Xiao’s house more powerful.

As soon as the final repayment period arrived, just dawn, my brother-in-law Chen Ning followed Xiao Fan's order and took several guards to Ji Gang's mansion to ask for money.

In the morning, morning, afternoon, I went there three times and was turned away three times. Ji Gang was determined not to open the door, and he didn't dare to pay attention to it even if the door was knocked.

Chen Ning returned home in disappointment and reported to Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan was immediately angry.

"Don't open the door? What's the reason? Does this guy Ji Gang want to betray the debt? He's against him!"

Cao Yi sat aside with an extremely distorted face. He could do such a matter of extortion so openly and righteously, and probably the first person since the founding of the Ming Dynasty.

When Chen Ning saw his brother-in-law get angry, he felt that he was blind. He couldn't do such a small thing for his brother-in-law. How could he use it in the future?

Chen Ning rolled up his sleeves and showed a long-lost playboy expression: "Brother-in-law, I will take my brothers to the War War Warehouse to get a door-bumping stake. I don't believe that a mere Ji Mansion is more difficult to attack than a Beijing city gate!"

Cao Yi wiped his sweat: "…………”

Xiao Fan nodded in approval: "It is good for young people to be motivated and deserve encouragement, but we are not siegeing the city, we are collecting debts..."

"The truth is the same. They are all polite first and then soldiers. White knife comes in and red knife comes out! If you don't pay back the money, you will die!" Chen Ning said with a ferocious face.

Xiao Fanzan said, "What a good guy who learns from one example and applies it to others!"

Chen Ningxi said: "Brother-in-law, then I will take my brothers there!"

"No!" Xiao Fan shook his head and said, "Collection of debt is to collect debts, but it cannot be too ugly. It is not good to fight and kill. Besides, Ji Gang is not a soft persimmon. He forced him to be impatient. He might as well tear him apart, and everyone's face is not good..."

Chen Ning said anxiously: "What should I do? I can't do this hob meat anymore?"

Xiao Fan thought for a while and said, "Can you write?"

"Can write!"

"You get a bucket of red paint, and then bring a large brush to Ji Gang's door and write a few words. Well, just write 'It's natural to pay back the debt,' and 'If you don't pay it back, burn your whole family'... wait, anyway, write a few harsh words that threaten him..."

Cao Yi and Chen Ning were puzzled: "Is this useful?"

Xiao Fan smiled. He said that those who used usury in Hong Kong movies in previous lives did this, and it was somewhat useful.

"I don't know if it's useful. Anyway, I have to confirm this matter and let everyone in the capital know that Ji Gang owed me money, and he couldn't even blame him..."

Imagine a large piece of red lacquer like a ghostly talisman in front of Ji Gang Mansion, Cao Yi couldn't help but have a few cold wars.

At this moment, he finally remembered that if it comes to destroying a person's reputation, it is the strength of this prince...

Chen Ning took the order happily and left. Cao Yi sat in the inner hall with a thoughtful expression on his face, and he didn't say a word for a long time...

"Brother Cao, what are you thinking?" Xiao Fan's smile was always so kind, as warm as the spring breeze.

Cao Yi rubbed his nose and said slowly: "I'm wondering if I've borrowed money from you before..."

Xiao Fan, the British Duke, who has always claimed to be low-key, once again became high-profile, and became the focus of discussion among the officials and the people of the capital after dinner.

Ji Gang, deputy commander of the Jinyiwei, somehow owed Xiao Fan hundreds of thousands of taels of silver, and he didn't even pay it. So the guards of the Duke's Mansion helped the Duke collect the debt. The red paint brushes filled the entire circle of walls outside Ji Gang's mansion, and the content was very yellow and violent...

The capital is now lively. During the Chinese New Year, there are crowds of people outside Ji Gang Mansion, and they are happily watching the red painted swear words with a postmodern artistic atmosphere. The gate of Ji Mansion is even more lively than the market at Confucius Temple. There are many people watching. Vendors of all kinds are like sharks smelling blood, and they are also flocking to them. So in front of Ji Mansion, there are stalls, juggling, performing arts in the world, quarrels, fighting, adults laugh, children cry... The crowds of people are crowded, and the carriages are clustered, which is a large flea market.

Xiao Fan's loss tricks accidentally triggered the economic domestic demand of the capital.

Chen Ning stood outside the gate of Ji Mansion with more than a hundred brothers from Jinyiwei, and pressed the handle of the knife and pointed at the door and cursing. Chen Ning was born in a businessman, and naturally learned the true teachings of his father in terms of eloquence. He scolded him for two hours without any other words. He scolded him in any bad way, and the scolding was so refreshing. The onlookers were excited when they heard it. There was a burst of praise from the crowd from time to time. Everyone's emotions suddenly rose to an extreme.

The guards of Ji's mansion hid in the door, biting their teeth, and finally did not dare to go out to drive them away, and they did not dare to argue with Chen Ning. In terms of status, they were from the Duke's Mansion, and they were several levels higher than their master. In terms of power, they were the commander of the Jinyiwei, and their master was still his subordinate. In terms of reason... The grandson owed money, how could there be any reason?

So, the guards of Ji's mansion could only look humiliated and hurried outside the door and didn't dare to let go of their farts, allowing Chen Ning outside the mansion to jump and curse.

After the man rolled and crawled to Ji Gang to report, Ji Gang's head seemed to be hit hard in the temple's bronze bell, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a while.

It’s so good to transfer flowers and jade! It’s obviously the money that Wang Dun owes Xiao Fan, why did the debtor become his Ji Gang in the blink of an eye? Who can I ask for?

Ji Gang shook his head hard, and was silent for a while, and a few words burst out from his mouth: "Prepare a sedan chair and enter the palace!"

The servants received the order.

Ji Gang then added: "...Go to the back door."

The Palace of Wenhua Hall.

Zhu Yunwen looked at Xiao Fan who was not saying a word in front of him with a headache.

The two most beloved ministers actually caused a debt collection storm. This year's New Year is so lively...

Xiao Fan looked up at Zhu Yunwen, frowned slightly: "Your Majesty doesn't look very good?"

Zhu Yunwen sighed: "It's the New Year, I and Concubine De... that is, Huang Ying was idle in the palace and played Ye Zi Cards, and she lost a lot..."

"The whole world is yours, and it doesn't matter how bad you lose. You won't let Your Majesty's face be so bad..." Xiao Fan said suddenly and said in a panic: "You won't lose to her as a bet, right?"

Zhu Yunwen glared at him fiercely: "Are I that foolish?"

After sighing deeply, Zhu Yunwen said with a sad face: "The bet is not a country, it is a sexual matter. If she loses, she will just have sex with her. If I lose, how can she do whatever she wants to do to me..."

Xiao Fan immediately had a sympathy on his face: "How many times did Your Majesty have you had sex?"
To be continued...